I used to rest plus watch my mother as she would rest at the table, getting miserable.
I knew Dad had arthritis, even though I didn’t realize how excruciating it really was.
She would try to hold the spoon or fork, but she had so much pain, she could not feed herself. I watched her throw her eating utensils out of frustration plus pain, plus then go to bed. It didn’t matter what I did, then there was no way to make her suppose better. I could almost suppose her frustration, even though I didn’t understand what she was going through. I am now plagued with the same frustration. My knuckles are swollen plus I have a strenuous time moving. The difference between Dad plus I is that medical marijuana is now available for my use. I am able to go into our local marijuana dispensary plus purchase CBD products that I can rub into my hands. There are weird ingestible marijuana plus CBD products that can ease pain. I asked my doctor about medical marijuana plus if she thought it was a nice course of treatment. She said that it wasn’t going to hurt me, plus if I wanted to try medical marijuana, I should try it. I looked up a doctor that could help myself and others get a medical marijuana ID card. After getting her certification, all I had to do is pay the state plus wait for my medical marijuana card to arrive. Within a month of using my prescribed marijuana products, I was seeing a big difference. I only wish I could have offered this type of help for her arthritis.